Ok, so I was opening one morning, and some verses just came to me throughout the day. So here it is: the finished poem.
It was Christmas week and all through the store,
all the animals were stirring, the mice and more.
The groomers woke up with a tear of sorrow
knowing that 40 dogs would be coming tomorrow
Dogs, dogs, and dogs galore!
A Great Pyranese added to the chore,
as the boarders settled in all nice and merry,
the workers themselves were tired but wary,
all the water, food, and shelter set,
with demands from Angella to be met
There was still shopping to do and family to please,
enough to make you fall on your knees.
However Christmas finally came about,
"Happy Birthday Jesus!" was said throughout
and all the workers texted without a call,
Merry Christmas and Good Tidings to all!
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